erev shel shoshanim
a version with NanaMouskouri
| EREV SHEL SHOSHANIM |
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Erev shel shoshanim
Nitzeh na el habustan
Mor besamim ulevona
Leraglech miftan.
Layla yored le'at
Veru'ach shoshan noshvah
Havah elchash lach shir balat
Zemer shel ahava
Shachar homa yonah
Roshech maleh t'lalim
Pich el haboker shoshana
Ektefenu li. |
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| EVENING OF ROSES |
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Evening of roses
Let's go out to the grove
Myrrh, perfumes, and incense
Are a threshold at your feet.
The night falls slowly
A breeze of roses blows
Let me whisper a song to you quietly
A song of love.
At dawn, a dove is cooing
Your hair is filled with dew
Your lips to the morning are like a rose
I'll pick it for myself. |
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We'll come back to this song later when attacking the futur tense
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